Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 34 A warrior who doesn't want to be a blacksmith won't be a good black dragon!

"Kneel down? You are no longer our king, you were like that 14 years ago!"

Augustus took a step forward with a solemn expression.

His eyes quickly swept across the front, except for Tolisso, Augustus didn't find any other enemies, but his vigilance remained undiminished.

"Tyrant, the bell that announces your doom has come, at this moment, at this moment!"

The voice did not fall.

Shalupa instantly turned into a black shadow and rushed out, every movement had been repeated in his mind for countless times, and the hard-working rush brought a killing intent that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Tolisso, and the unstoppable machete slashed towards the tyrant's neck smoothly!

Nearly.

closer.

Toliso could clearly see Sharupa's eyes full of hatred, and a relieved smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

He knew that this was a bitter fruit brewed by himself, and he would finally receive this belated anger tonight!

Everything was going according to Tolisso's script, but then, something happened that he and the Avengers didn't expect.

boom!
The blade of vengeance has not advanced far.

A huge two-handed sword suddenly smashed into the sky and fell from the sky. In the flying sparks, it was like an indestructible mountain that easily blocked Sharupa's fatal beheading!
Italek followed closely behind.

Passed through the hole in the palace and landed heavily, with a calm look and even a hint of laziness.

Holding the hilt of the sword with one hand with unimaginable strength, Itarek kept waving the two-handed sword. The violent storm of sharp blades forced the best of the troll warriors in front of him to be difficult to advance. It made it difficult for Sharupa to open his eyes!

For a moment, indescribable astonishment appeared on Sharupa's face.

The famous iron melting king Shalupa naturally wouldn't admit his mistake.

But isn't he a blacksmith? No matter how powerful he is, he must pay attention to a basic law, right? !

Obviously the enemy he was thinking of was close in front of him, but Sharupa couldn't even take a step towards him, and was blocked by Italek who appeared out of nowhere, one by one with a sword.

"Get out of here!"

I didn't bother to pay attention to Sharupa who was furious and scolded.

In this extremely tense battle, Itarek still had enough energy to turn his head to look at the helpless Tolisso, and joked.

"What's the matter, didn't you say that a brand new mineral appeared near Sandstone City, but I didn't find anything there?"

"...Maybe I remembered wrongly."

Toliso sighed.

Seeing Itarek's extremely violent slashing with sword after sword, Sharupa was pressed down so that his hands trembled wildly, and his whole calf sank into the cracked rocky ground under the unstoppable force, unable to move.

"You shouldn't have come back. Tonight is the end I chose for myself."

"Shut up, I've said everything I need to say."

Itarek said incredulously.

"Just stand by and let me watch quietly, and if you fulfill your last wish, it will be regarded as my salary paid to you in advance."

The muscles twisted like tree roots exploded with mighty strength, and Italek let out a roar, and a powerful vertical strike fell like thunder!

If this blow hits, Sharupa, who has been beaten helplessly in this short moment, will definitely die on the spot!

A premonition of danger emerged without warning.

Without any hesitation, Italek decisively gave up the victory that was within reach, and turned from offense to defense. He turned the blade horizontally as a bright shield, and dangerously blocked the cold iron thrown from nowhere. spear.

The shiny spear body reflected Augustus's regretful expression. The long-planned sneak attack failed to achieve the desired result.

"Hello, Augustus, I can still remember the scene when you invited me to join the caravan, that beautiful and leisurely time."

He casually carried the two-handed sword on his shoulders.

Italek didn't care that Sharupa was being carefully dragged away by the troll warriors, gaining precious breathing time.

"Among so many people, you are the only one who has witnessed my strength countless times with your own eyes, so let me ask curiously, how did you have the courage to become my enemy?"

"No way, there are always some things that are more important than life, and pioneers are needed to complete them."

Augustus said in a low voice.

He took the second iron spear from behind, and walked towards Italek step by step under tremendous pressure.

Before he could open his mouth, Itarek suddenly raised his brows as if he felt something, and slammed his two-handed sword to create a gust of wind, interrupting the Poison Swamp King who was secretly poking at the last step of the spell in the distance .

Meet the other party's unkind eyes.

Itarek twisted his neck, and there were several crackling sounds like popping beans one after another, showing a grin that was eager to try.

"Come on, come on, as long as you kill me, everything you want will be granted."

"Jiejiejiejiejiejie, originally I wanted you to live a little longer, but since you are so eager to seek death, then I will satisfy your request!"

"I will fight against the Poison Swamp King, and the others will assassinate Tolisso first!"

Like a spark touching a pan of oil, a violent reaction erupted from the battlefield immediately.

He waved it casually.

The thirsty Blood Slaughter Blade immediately fell into Italek's hands like a swallow returning home, causing Tolisso's eyes to widen in surprise.

Anyway, he couldn't control that much anymore, so Tolisso simply did what the Molten Iron King did.

Of course, he still dislikes Itarek from the bottom of his heart, so he silently made up his mind in his heart that if nothing can be done, he must swear to the death to escort the Molten Iron King to leave, and not let him lose here.

But it didn't take long for Tolisso to discover that the situation on the court seemed to be completely different from what he had imagined!
Violent anger spewed out in a raging and turbulent way that had never been seen before, causing Augustus' serious cheeks to sting, and causing the Poison Swamp King's malicious smile to suddenly freeze.

The Blood Massacre Death Blade was buzzing.

Under the control of Italek, every trace of power in the body is at the mercy of the powerful master, and it is brought into full play!
boom--

Itarek swung a horizontal slash indifferently, and the tyrannical air wave mixed with blood-red anger instantly knocked several fighters who were trying to complete the assassination into the air, and spat out a mouthful of blood in midair.

Augustus' whole body sank, and a lightning-like swift strike pierced straight out.

The five fingers are clenched tightly like iron tongs.

In the inconceivable lightning, Itarek actually held the iron spear firmly, and showed Augustus a smile that made his hair stand on end!

He is not the only one who is ready to bury his friends?
Raising the Blood Slaughter Death Blade high up, the shadow of death cast in Augustus' trembling pupils.

Although she really wanted to see Augustus, who got in the way, just die like this, the Poison Swamp King was not sure of winning the monster in front of him. A scorching fireball was thrown by her from a distance, and it spread from small to large to several meters in the blink of an eye. wide!
Castal's eyeballs popped open.

At this price, countless thorny thorns burst out of the ground, entangled Itarek's body tightly, and bought Augustus a crucial breath time!
He resolutely gave up the iron spear and retreated.

Before the intense heartbeat in Augustus' chest stopped, he took down a spear and threw it out again, and the sharp sound of piercing the air was aimed at Itarek's eyes precisely.

Facing the heavy siege that came in an instant, Itarek's movements were relaxed and orderly.

With one hand, he also threw an iron spear to block the long-range attack, and then swung a few times with appalling force to cut off the thorns.

Facing the approaching fireball, which is enough to burn any soldier into coke, Itarek simply refused to retreat, took a deep breath of scorching air and then slammed down, splitting the fireball into pieces on the spot. two!
Navarro's eyelids twitched when he saw it, and he took a few steps back silently, ready to slip away at any time.

He found out how wrong he was!The Poison Swamp King used his head to fight this kind of monster? !
"Are you finished?"

In the burning sea of ​​flames, Italek's muscular figure slowly stepped out, bringing a deep shadow of despair.

Even the surrounding flames seemed to be afraid of him, and the awe consciously extinguished, only the terrifying monster holding the beheading ax approached a little bit.

Then, the corners of his mouth grinned ferociously.

"It's over, but it's my turn."

(End of this chapter)